words, words, words

I've been writing a lot of poetry. It's fucking ridiculous. But it's good to know I've got my flow back.

"Who am I?" She cries.Throwing herslef down on the groundRunning her hands over her eyes,There's no one else around."I'm a liar!" She screams."This is a mistake, it isn't me.Damn all my broken dreams, When do I get to be free?"With knees scrappedAgainst the shattered floor,"I feel trapped,But somehow I want more."She lays on splintered glassStaring to a dark sky"How much longer can this last?I'm just about ready to die."Hands are clasped around a broken heartAll the sitches that kept her wholeHave now rippeed apart,She's lost control.She falls to many pieces"I though I was ok." she saidBut with every breath the pain increases,There is no bright light ahead."I thought that if,I gave you a piece of meI wouldn't feel like I'm on the edge of a cliff,I thought, maybe you could agree."So as the shards penetrate her mindCutting the threads that keep her wholeWith eyes gone blindShe finally lost her soul.

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"Will you be with me?" she asked."Yes," he said, "because I have no one else."With his emotions masked,He went with that someone else."Will you love me?" she demanded."I might," he said, "because I don't love myself.""Please don't leave me stranded,With your heart upon a dusty shelf."She looked at him with glassy eyesTears glossing her sunken heart."I would rather cut these ties,Than to never be alone." And then he falls apart."Are you settling for me?" she replied.Wearing his heart upon her sleeve."I think a part of me has died,"He said, "I'm not sure what to believe."She covered her eyes and began to cry"I'm not sure I believe in you."She took his hand and said goodbyeBoth knowing they were through.

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What am I?I'm a lieNot quite yet a liarThese walls I tryTo create and hideProtect me from the world

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how come no one ever questions,what's gotten into me?no one notices my repressions,or the person I've longed to be.

my convictions are weakso broken, battered, and bruisedwhen i really need to, i won't speakthe pain of the self-inflicting abused.

so why is it that i'm void,a heart so cold,all the lives i've destroyed,yet i still have someone to hold.

i wish in a perfect instantyou did not existbut when i wish for perfection, it seems i can'tleave the moments behind, i can't resist.

you're a liar, a thief, a broken recordhow many times have i heard you trackit's time you realized your life deserves no rewardinstead of taking, taking, taking back

what's never yours soon becomes what isn't mineif only we could end these bitter warsmy stolen life will never sit so devine

so live my life as if it were your ownwithout a care in your heartfeeling better that it's knownyou deserved it from the start

keep on lying to your damaged soulpretend this world owes you a debtso take the lives of those you stolego ahead, take what you can get

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Remember whenYou said I couldn't do it?That in the endI'd have to admitI was a failureI couldn't do anything rightAll the details beforeAll these put downs are contrite

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Fringes of my pastTorn and tatteredBut these memories have fadedFringes of my pastA quilt that's tatteredChildhood has passedThreads of memories are scatteredThese faint and fuzzy portraitsI barely remember youBut I wish I could recreate

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You have three important smilesOne that graces, when you talk about your musicThe second, dances across your lips when you're funnyBut, if you have to knowYour last smile is the greatest one of allStriking from ear to earIt's the one I love the mostThe one where you're looking at me

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I fell for you one dayBut I never told a soul

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Remember real romance?No one minded, not a second glanceLove wasn't just a trendNo one had to pretendWhat's with us kids today?All this drama in the wayNow, he really loves herBut she's scared of togetherHe thinks her heart is coldSo he came for someone else to holdNew girl thinks it's something specialBut he knows she has no potentialHe kisses her, but pretends it's meHold her in his arms, but would rather beSomewhere, with the one who ran awayObliged to make it all okayHis poor replacement girlSo ignorant to his emotional worldThe make shift girl wants what she can't haveHe settles for dividing his heart in half

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eyes are so vacanthe's off on another predicted ranthe feels like staying by himselfwith a broken heart left upon a bookshelflikes the comfort misery bringscan't help but question all these thingswishes his eyes would close foreverhis dreams are one dying never"anything's better than redundancy,what do I do with me?"he can't remember his yesterdayshe swears he can change his waysbut his tomorrows don't look much betterhis cheeks just happen to get wetterhe's got diagrams of a well planned suicideand perfect etching on his forearom on the outsidesomewhere else, he would have lived a different life storyhe might have had a little gloryhe cries a dream only fools believehe wears the world upon his sleeveso with wrists donning immaculate slitsnoticing a coffin beautifully fitshe needed just some time to forgivebut by all odds, he should've lived.